Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPITAPH: 17, by MARGARET SACKVILLE Poet's Biography First Line: I wandered over seas. From one green glade Last Line: We might have never met.yet here we meet. Subject(s): Epitaphs; Wandering & Wanderers | ||||||||
I wandered over seas.From one green glade Not once my unadventurous footsteps strayed. Each road on earth in turn received my feet. We might have never met.Yet here we meet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FOLK SINGER OF THE THIRTIES by JAMES DICKEY WANDERER IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WANDERER: A ROCOCO STUDY (FIRST VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE WANDERER by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN LONG GONE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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